The ship was abuzz with activity, in the hurried recall from shore leave for those that had it, and the loading of supplies. Amidst the mix the notification went out to the senior staff for the Athena both old faces and new. Mission briefing, conference room, deck 1. Time stamped 30 minutes from when it went out.

A few minutes before the meeting was set, Serena filled into the room, a mug of something vaguely fragrant with floral notes in one hand, and a tablet-sized PADD. A moment later sh found her seat next to the head of the table and eased into it. Settled, she called up all the data she could slurp out of the ship’s databanks on Wer Beta III, crossed referenced with current events. Overseeing the last bit of activity as they pulled away from the station left little time for research but now that she had a few minutes, she might be able to get a head start.

Cmdr. Stone, Executive Officer